Eating Bullwinkle, among other things

• was given 3 packages of 'game' yesterday---moose meat
• it'll be like cooking bullwinkle
• waiting for the city tree trimmers to hack at our oak out back
• they tend to cut the side off it, leaving it lop-sided
• you can't talk to them, or reason with them
• they just cut
• and send the most charming of the workers to your door, so as to convince you that they're doing this in your best interest
• not convinced, but don't mind charming men----in their place
• our mentally disturbed (diagnosed paranoid schizophrenic...and no, it's not a bit amusing) next-door neighbor is leaving his rottweiler outside non-stop today, and i'm thinking he's doing it to discourage the trimmers from getting in his backyard
• good luck with that
• the hard part is we can't let our dogs out until his dog is back in his house
• they go into attack mode when his dog is out---and bite the wooden fence
• who said dogs are bright?
• like, what are pugs going to do with a rottweiler?
• seriously
• rather, what's a rottweiler (and a male, at that) going to do with little pugs?
• a bit frustrated in the mothering department today
• some of our boys have the trait of needing prodding
• they'll do what you ask (and willingly) but you have to ask
• they don't initiate
• very maddening
• i don't get the characteristic of not realizing what NEEDS doing, and just doing it
• why isn't that clear to everyone?
• what gets me is that my last helpful son (next to youngest boy) has work away from home four days/ week now
• good for him, not good for me
• he's spoiled me by his good helpful habits
• well, must go now
• to-do list has on it:  math, latin, sweep, mop, vacuum, journaling, banking, taking 3rd son to work, picking up 4th son at his job and getting a couple of things at the store
• ready, set, GO

Dinner-time

Middle daughter is mixing up waffle batter.  We're sort of out of groceries to make dinner, so this is our last resort.  Unlike many families, my kids are indifferent to waffles and pancakes. Other folks look longingly at a plate of these and drool.  Mine ask when I'm going to the store next.

Just doesn't figure, does it?  And, heck.  We have some real maple syrup and real butter too.  I think they'd rather just eat the butter.